Zombie: Magic automatically reaches full level

Maoshan, in front of the mountain gate.

The wind is strong, and Lin Feng’s heart is very cold.

Ten years ago, he traveled through the zombie world and was included in the gate wall by Maoshan, becoming the true legend of Maoshan, the youngest of Lin Jiu’s generation of disciples, and the little junior disciple of Maoshan who was loved by everyone.

As soon as he started, Master taught him the Maoshan Qi training technique.

This is the fundamental law of Maoshan, and it cannot be passed on unless it is true.

Unfortunately, before he could get started in the Qi Cultivation Technique, Master drove Hexi to the west.

Then, his senior brothers and sisters in this vein took turns to pass on his studies.

Master Brother Thunder and Raiden King passed on his Lightning Rushing Thunder Fist and Mu Tsubaki Dafa.

The second senior brother taught him how to sneak and sleep.

Third Senior Brother Lin Jiu taught him the secret techniques of talismans and various magic formations.

The fourth senior brother and four eyes taught him the secret art of divine fighting and driving away corpses.

Fifth Senior Brother Qianhe taught him fist and foot kung fu.

Senior sister Cane Aunt taught him to ask rice….

Although all the senior brothers and sisters were contradictory to each other, they did not hide the slightest selfishness from him, and they all taught each other.

However, Lin Feng is that Yumu’s head does not open up, and he has been practicing hard for ten years, whether it is Maoshan Qi training technique or lightning rushing thunder fist, Muchun Dafa, rune secret art, etc., he has not been able to get started.

Only fist and foot kung fu, it’s okay.

Yesterday, Lin Feng’s birthday, when he turned twenty, Shi Jian called him and gave him five hundred oceans.

It was made up by his group of senior brothers and sisters.

“Xiaofeng, it’s not that senior brothers are ruthless, you are really not suitable for cultivation and learning, these money is a little of the heart of senior brothers, you take it down the mountain, find a land, you can buy some land to be a landlord, you can also do some small business yourself, in short, don’t practice, go marry a wife and have children, be an ordinary person.”

So, today, early in the morning, Lin Feng packed his bags and prepared to leave.

“Alas, others have crossed over, either the innate Dao body or this kind of spirit body, cultivation, it is as simple as drinking water and eating, breathing and sleeping become stronger, but how to get to me, it won’t work.”

“The demons under the mountain are rampant, I’m an ordinary person who can’t do spells, it’s very dangerous.”

Lin Feng sighed and was about to leave

At this moment, behind him, a familiar voice sounded.

“Little Uncle, Little Uncle …”

Without looking back, just listening to the voice, Lin Feng knew that he had taken advantage of his master and nephew, Shi Shaojian, who was known as the Little Thunder King among the young generation of Maoshan, chased him.

This guy, two years younger than himself, is already a mage, and he plays lightning and thunder fist with one hand, and he is the first person in the young generation of Maoshan.

“Didn’t you say last night that you won’t send it?”

Lin Feng turned around helplessly, last night, after three glasses of wine, he said that in order not to be sad about Spring and Autumn, let him go quietly alone, no need to send it.

Unexpectedly, this kid still came.

“Hey, Little Uncle, I have something good for you.”

Shi Shaojian came up and handed over a broken book and a black bag with a large palm.

The broken book was burned by fire, leaving only two thin pages.

The black bag is made of some kind of animal skin, and it feels cold when you start it, as if you have touched an ice cube.

“This is?”

Lin Feng’s face showed doubt.

In the end, after staying in Maoshan for ten years, although he has not practiced anything, he still has eyesight, and he knows at a glance that these two things are not good things.

“Yamashita World Road is so chaotic, little uncle, although your fist and foot kung fu is not bad, but no matter how high the kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, and if you don’t understand the technique, it is still easy to suffer.”

“This broken book, I found a secret art of raising ghosts, although it is incomplete, but the previous method of raising ghosts is still there.”

“In that black bag, there happens to be a fierce soul, you find a place to ponder the secret technique of raising ghosts, and collect this fierce soul, it is also an additional means of protection.”

Shi Shaojian said in a low voice. Maoshan is a famous and decent family, and the first rule of the door rule is the opposition between good and evil, and the lifelong struggle.

This kind of evil art of raising ghosts is absolutely forbidden in Maoshan, at least on the surface.

Therefore, even though Shi Shaojian was the first person in the younger generation, and at the same time backed Shi Jian, who was likely to become the head of Maoshan in the future, he only dared to secretly stuff these two things to Lin Feng.

“Shaojian, I have a heart.”

Lin Feng patted Shi Shaojian’s shoulder, and his heart was moved.

“Haha, little uncle, who are the two of us with whom, after you find a place to stay, you must write to inform me, and I will come to see you when the time comes.”

Shi Shaojian laughed loudly, but his eyes were reluctant, after all, from childhood to adulthood, he ran around behind Lin Feng’s ass.

“Good! Without further ado, gone. ”

Lin Feng nodded and turned to go down the mountain.